HARMONIZE: Rock, Play, Groove

CD #8 Lyrics

2012-01-07T05:40:00.000-08:00

Birdie

Hey, there, little birdie, you sure sing purty.

Sittin’ on my window, woke me up early.

Did you have your breakfast? We’d better hurry

You can catch the worms and I’ll pick the berries.

Shhhh!

If you’re very, very quiet and you listen carefully

You can hear the wind, blowing through the trees.

There are lots of things that you can hear

That you cannot see,

If you’re very, very quiet and you listen carefully.

If you’re very, very quiet and you listen carefully

You can hear your breath every time you breathe.

There are lots of things that you can hear

That you cannot see,

If you’re very, very quiet and you listen carefully.

Big Brother/Sister

Little bitty baby all wrinkled and new

Not much little bitty baby can do

But that’s ok one day I’ll show you how

‘Cause I’m your big brother/sister now

Little bitty baby all wrinkled and new

Not much little bitty baby can do

But that’s ok one day I’ll take ya ‘round

‘Cause I’m your big brother/sister now

Little bitty baby all wrinkled and new

Not much little bitty baby can do

But that’s ok we’ll be the best of pals

‘Cause I’m your big brother/sister now

Ruby’s Friends

Ruby sits down and serves up the tea.

She pours out one cup, then two and then three.

And she’s off in a world of her own,

But, I don’t think that she’s all alone.

There goes Ruby, she likes to pretend.

A toast to the host with the most,

and what counts in the end:

Some very good friends.

Ruby runs in with her favorite toys.

Sits down to play and makes much funny noise.

And she’s off in a world of her own,

But I don’t think that she’s all alone.

Caboose

They call me caboose ‘cause I’m always behind,

Tagging along at the end of the line.

Everyone’s bigger and faster than me,

But I’m getting bigger and one day I’ll be!

I've got my little engine runnin’

Watch out ‘cause I’m a comin’

I’m a little caboose, but I’ve got plenty of juice

And I’m chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug

Chugin’ chugin’ right on time!

Simple Things

The day is done,

So close your eyes and sleep now little one,

'Til morning breaks

And wakes you with a smile upon your face.

The simple things, is the stuff of dreams

And I watch you sleep, in these precious days.

The day will come

When you’ll be off and I’ll be all but done.

You’ll leave this place,

But, you’ll leave me with a smile on my face

The simple things, is the stuff of dreams

And I watch you sleep, in these precious days.

Big Boom Wacker

I’m a click click clicker

I’m a clack clack clacker

I’m a tip top sticker

I’m a tap tap tapper

I’m a bang bang banger

I’m a smack smack smacker

I’m a do my own thinger

I’m a big boom whacker!

Walk

When I was learning how to walk

I fell down on my butt!

It only hurt a little bit, and so I got back up.

I think I fell five times that day,

And then I fell five more!

Good thing I am kinda small ,

Not too far from the floor!

La La Land

On Ezra's feet two fuzzy sheep

And he’s wearin’ stars and moons.

Up to bed, a story's read,

He drifts right off and soon

He’s in la la la,
He’s in la la la la la

And Ezra cares for nappy bears,

Robots and baboons.

He tucks ‘em in tight and says goodnight,

Then drifts right off and soon

He’s in la la la, he’s in la la la la la

Ten Little Toes

I've got my Mama’s eyes, I've got my Daddy’s ears

I've got my Granpop’s Sealy-Postupedic rear

And I’ve been told I’ve Marlon Brando’s nose

Well, THAT BLOWS!

It seems the only thing belonging to me

Are my ten little toes!

I need my eyes to see I need my ears to hear

And if I want to sit down I’m gonna need my rear

I couldn’t smell a rose without my nose,

THAT BLOWS!
It seems the only thing belonging to me

Are my ten little toes!

Snow Storm

The snow was whirlin’ and twirlin’ and swirlin’ around;

The people were hurryin’ scurryin’ all over town.

And even the dogs wore boots on their paws,

The snow piled high up to their eyeballs,

And all the kids cried Hooray! Hooray! for the snow!

The snow was whirlin’ and twirlin’ and swirlin’ around;

The people were hurryin’ scurryin’ all over town.

And even the cats wore little felt hats,

The snow piled high right up to their backs.

And all the kids cried Hooray! Hooray! for the snow!

Pudding Pie

I was in the tummy, craving something yummy,

When down fell a pickle from the sky!

Now I may not understand, how it is that I am

But I sure know that pickles can’t fly!

So I swam up to the top, more curious than not

And yelled, “I’d like a chocolate pudding pie!”

Clap!

One step forward, one step back,

Turn yourself around and clap clap clap

Now you’ve really got it

Put your hands on your hips

And kick up high just like this:

Two steps forward, two steps back

Turn yourself around and clap clap clap,

Now you’ve really got it

Put your hands on your head

And jump jump jump like your bouncin’ on the bed

Three steps forward, three steps back

Turn yourself around and clap clap clap.

Now you’ve really got it

Goodbye, farewell!

Turn your siren on. And ring your bell!

CD #9 Lyrics

2011-09-17T19:09:00.000-07:00

Tess
She turns round and round
Like a maypole at the fair
She has silken scarves
And she flies them through the air

She’s got a pretty blue dress
And the sunlight’s in her hair
Hey, have you seen Tess,
When she’s dancing, not a care?

Hey, have you seen Tess
When she’s dancing through the air?
Hey, have you seen Tess
When she’s dancing through the air?

Grumpy
If you want to be a grump/nudge/pest that’s ok;
But, could you be grumpy kinda further away?
It’s not that I don’t love ya ‘
Cause you know I do!
Sometimes I’m grumpy, too.

And I think I understand
Exactly what it is your going through:
Your oatmeal’s lumpy; your socks are all bumpy
What’s a poor kid to do?

Car Trouble
We were driving along in the family car
We were singing a song but we didn’t get far
The car started shakin’ makin’ funny sounds
And then it up and died and laid right down
So we pushed that car down to Greasy Joe’s
And he said it’d be about a hundred bucks/thousand bucks/million bucks or so
(Then we piled in and started again)

Family Day
It’s family day
And we’re all feeling gay
‘Cause we’ll be together, all together
Hooray, hooray!
It’s family day
And we’ll be together, all together
It doesn’t matter if it rains or if it shines
We’ll be together and just havin’ a good time

Pirate Sam
The pirates set out on the waves and raised their sails to catch the wind
And I was scared but I was brave. I stepped right up and joined right in

Hello, hello, hello, hello
My name is Pirate Sam
And I would like to go
To strange exciting lands

The ship was tossed in ten-foot waves
The pirates danced their pirate jig
And I was scared but I was brave
I stepped right up and joined right in

Hello, hello, hello, hello
My name is Pirate Sam
And I would like to go
To strange exciting lands

Don’t You Cry
Oh my darling don’t you cry
I’ll be here right by your side
Sing you soft sweet lullabies
Hush now baby don’t you cry
Oh my darling, oh my darling, little one

Oh my darling understand
I’ll stay here and hold your hand
Keep you warm and by my side
Hush now baby don’t you cry
Oh my darling, oh my darling, little one

When night has fallen and all is still
I know that sometimes, you’re afraid
But I’ll be there to comfort you and wipe those little tears away

Ice Cream
I don’t think I can hardly walk.
My poor old tired feet
I wish someone would carry me.
I’m very, very weak
Hey wait, is that the ice cream truck?
I sure could use a treat!
Come on we better hurry!
I’ll race you down the street!

New York
There’s so much to see! There’s so much to do!
Can you guess where I am? I’ll give you a clue.
The buildings are up. The subways are down.
They call it New York. It’s my kind of town.

There’s so much to see! There’s so much to do!
Can you guess where I am? I’ll give you a clue.
The people all rush. around and around.
They call it New York. It’s my kind of town.

If I Were in Charge
If I were in charge you know what I’d do?
I’d make the day longer an hour or two
The sun would stay up
And the sky would stay blue
If I were in charge that’s what I’d do
(And then I’d make it snow at the beach)

Mr. Fluze
Poor Mr. Fluze was not amused
A bit too tight were his new shoes
And as he ouched his way to town
His big old pants kept falling down
And just as he had managed that
A gust of wind blew off his hat!
Poor Mr. Fluze was not amused
Not at all was Mr. Fluze

Rain
I can hear the raindrops falling down,
Pitter-patter on the glass
I can see the clouds go drifting by,
Hear the thunder clap
The treetops blow wild and dance in the wind
I like to hear the rain come down,
From my nice warm bed

Birthday
I like cherry pop a lot
And big bright red balloons
Presents piled high in boxes
All around the room
Hooray! It’s my birthday
All my friends are here
Hooray! It’s my birthday
I’m bigger one whole year

I like chocolate cake and ice cream
Melting in my mouth
Make a wish, now it’s a secret.
Blow the candles out
Hooray! It’s my birthday
All my friends are here
Hooray! It’s my birthday
I’m bigger one whole year!

The One That Got Away
The last golden rays of you
Shine forever in this world
No horizon lays in wait
For the one that got away

And all flowers bend toward you
But if only for your warmth
And all heaven breathes a sigh
For the ones that just slip by

CD #7 LYRICS

2011-06-29T18:58:00.000-07:00

WHEN WILL WE GET THERE?
When will we get there? When will we get there?
When will we get there? We want to know.
Hurray we're here! Hurray we're here!
Hurray we're here! When can we go?

LOLLIPOP DOC
I was feeling pretty bad, my tummy and my head..
My doctor, she looked down my throat,
Said , “Son/Girl best get in bed!”
I said, “Okie Dokie,
You know best 'cos you're the doc
But before I go I'd like to know
Hey, where's my lollipop?!”

I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc,
I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc
I got a lollipop doc, a lollipop doc,
I got a lollipop doc and I like her a lot!

I was feeling pretty bad, my tummy and my head..
My doctor took my temperature,
Said, “Son/Girl best get in bed!”
I said, Okie Dokie,
You know best 'cos you're the doc
But before I go I'd like to know
Hey where's my lollipop?!”

STICKY MICKEY
I got a hug from Mickey,
But yuck! Was Mickey sticky!
His nose, his hands, his ears, his hair,
He/she was sticky everywhere!
I thought I smelled a gummy bear
And just a hint of licorice
But Mickey only giggled and said
Aren't my hugs delicious!

MELTDOWN
I'm cool, I'm calm, I'm happy as a clam
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I'm loose as a goose, and silly as a clown
But now I think it's time for my little…
Meltdown!

I LIKE YOUR TOYS
I like your toys I really do,
I like your jigglypuff and pikachu
I like your beanie babies too
They're all so soft and shiny new
But mostly I really like you
And I'm coming over!

I like your toys, I really does
I like your Woody and your Buzz
I like your slime ball all covered in fuzz
From when we rolled it ‘round the rug
But mostly I like you just because
And I'm coming over!

MY SONG
I can do anything; listen while I sing a song
I hear the music inside and I sing along
A la-la-la here and a do-do-do there
It's silly as beans, but I don't even care
It's my song

I can do anything; listen while I sing a song
Sometimes I just make it up as I go along
A la-la-la here and a do-do-do there
It's silly as beans, but I don't even care
It's my song

SWING TOWN
There's a beat down on the street
That really swings
Not far away the congas play and sirens sing
Listen there is music all around
All day all night in this swingin' town

There's a vibe you can't deny it's really hot
A subway sax, the corner cats
Sing shoo, shoo, shoo, do-wop
Listen there is music all around
All day all night in this swingin' town
This swingin' town.

SLO MO JOE
Slow Mo Joe was kind of slow you know-o-o
He didn't have very much get up and go-o
Then he ate ten Twinkies
And some ice cream and Oreos
And Slow Mo Joe was slow no mo'

He started jumpin' up and down
Then he was runnin' all around
He was freakin' out, having a blast,
Then Slow Mo Joe just kinda crashed!

ME AND MY DAD
Just walking along, walking hand in hand
Just me and my Dad, on a beautiful day
Chit chatting away, about any old thing
'Cause me and my Dad, we are the best of friends.

Walking, walking down the street
Riding way up high on my daddy seat
Chit chatting away, all the day
I hope it never ends
'Cause me and my Dad, we are the best of friends.

TANGO
I do a funny little dance like this/like so
It's really easy you just twist/dip down low
And then you jump up and you jump right back
And take a bow and tip your hat.

And then you fly like a bird up in the sky!

ME
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
My mommy told me so,
And then she tickled my tummy and kissed my toes!
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
My daddy said it's true, and then he gave me a squeeze and kissed my knees!
I am wonderful, super-fantabulous
Mommy and daddy both said I was,
And when I asked them why,
They said just because!

PANCAKE
I was eating breakfast when I got a funny feeling
I looked up and there I saw my pancake on the ceiling
I guess it must have fallen up, instead of falling down
'Cause normally my pancake lands ker-splatt!
Right on the ground.

DAYS LIKE THESE
Ezra Laine is lost in thought and blue sky
Watching elephants and ships roll by
Mimi the cat is chasing butterflies, again

Days, days like these, were meant for watching clouds and drifting off to sleep
Far away, far away

Summertime, and the Living is Easy

2011-06-06T04:15:00.000-07:00

Hello, Music Fans! We are gearing up for fun and frolic for the summer session. Please drop me a line and let me know which classes you want. They fill quickly! Much love to each of you!

www.HarmonizeNJ.com

CD #4 Lyrics

2011-05-18T19:10:00.001-07:00

NEW McDONALD
Old McDonald had a farm. E-yi E-yi Yo!
But I live in a walk up. Ready, Set, Go!
Up the steps, one two, three.
Hey, can Ezra play with me?
Up the steps, four, five, six.
Who’s bakin’ cookies? Chocolate chips!
Up the steps, seven, eight, nine.
That door’s familiar. Oh it’s mine!
Up the steps ten, eleven, twelve.
From the roof the view is swell!

UP ON THE BRIDGE
I’m up on the bridge; I’m high in the sky
I can see the river and the ships roll by
I wonder where they’re going?
Bet’cha far away
I’m gonna see the whole wide world one day!

I CRACK ME UP
I crack me up with the funny things I do
I’m a monkey in the zoo
I crack me up with funny things I say
Meet me tomorrow if not yesterday – Hey!
I crack me up and up and up and up
I crack me up until I fall down
I’m a big laugh all around

I crack me up with the funny things I do
I’m an elephant in the zoo
I crack me up with funny things I say
Foopy-bo-poopy and boink! – Hey!
I crack me up and up and up and up
I crack me up until I fall down
I’m a big laugh all around

GINGER AND FRED
I’m whirling, I’m twirling, I’m dancing on air
I spin with a grin ‘cause I haven’t a care
The sun in your pigtails has gone to my head
Oh, I love to dance like Ginger and Fred

I’m whirling, I’m twirling, I’m dancing on air
I spin with a grin ‘cause I haven’t a care
The stars in your eyes have gone to my head
Oh, I love to dance like Ginger and Fred.

GIRL POWER
My baby turns some heads when she strolls by
She’s got brains to match those big brown eyes
She’s all that and more in half the size

Listen up, now! Have you heard the news?
That little girl can even tie her shoes
And she’s got brains and she’s got attitude

Everybody shout out girls are cool!
You good ol’ boys best get your class in school
That little girl is gonna change some rules

VELCRO
I like a zipper when it’s easy to zip
And a snap’s ok when it’s gotta be quick
I can manage a button, but I’d rather not
But there is one thing I like a lot

It’s velcro, I love that sound
Velcro, like it all around
Velcro, now velcro’s hip
And I like it much better
Than the snap and a zip

I’M A BIRD
Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane!
It’ssssss…a bird

Tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet I’m a bird
Tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet Just a bird

The last time we left Birdie, he wasn’t reversing any natural disasters, chasing any bad guys, or saving anybody! He was just flying around, singing, like this…

GET DOWN
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, Get down, get down and crawl around.
Everybody’s bigger than me and they’re walkin’
Everybody’s bigger than me and they’re talkin’
But I’m not gonna to let it get me down
‘Cause I’ve got my own special way to get around.

FIRE TRUCK
I was eatin’ beans and bread
When my dog Ralph sat up and said
I don’t mean to alarm you Dave,
But I think your hair’s on fire.

Then I heard the bell
And the engines roar
And the sirens wail
And a big loud horn
The fire truck pulled right on up
And put my hair right out.

I was standin’ on my head

I was swimmin’ on my bed

BIG OLD TREE
I am a big old tree
Stuck in the ground is me
If I had just one wish
I’d like to dance like this:

I’d do a little bump
I’d do a little twist
I’d do a little jump
And wiggle just like this
I’d do the funky chicken; it’s silly yes I know
And then I’d pack my trunk and hit the road.

EVERYBODY’S GROOVIN’
Everybody’s groovin’
Up and out and movin’
Trees and flowers bloomin’
Spring has come to town.

At the park they’re walkin’
Hangin’ out and talkin’
Playing ball and chalkin’
Spring has come to town

We’ll sing and dance around again
Oh, Spring has come to town

I’M A SWINGER
I’m a swinger from way back
Back and forth I go
I’ve swung on every swing there is
And swiveled some you know.

I’m a slider from way back
Up and down I go
I’ve slid on every slide there is,
Some slippery, some slow.

I’m a climber from way back
All around I go
I’ve clung on every climb there is
From here to Buffalo.

BIG PALE MOON
The sun has said good night
The stars are all in bloom
And beams of pale moonlight
Are dancing in your room

So close your tired eyes
And drift off to your dreams
With soft sweet lullabies
A kiss and pale moonbeams

Good night my little one
Good night the big pale moon
I’ll see you when the sun
Comes dancing in your room

So close your tired eyes
And drift off to your dreams
With soft sweet lullabies
A kiss and pale moonbeams

Music for Aardvarks, CD #4

Express Yourself!

2011-03-04T15:46:00.000-08:00

Hello, Music fans!

Art + Music + Little Kids = BIG FUN

This Spring, HARMONIZE: Rock, Play, Groove is teaming up with StudioKidsArt to make Friday mornings a jammin' good time!

"Make & Shake," the newest offering from Suzanne O'Connor of @The Art Studio and Alisa Harmon of HARMONIZE:Rock, Play Groove is a hybrid class - art and music. The first half-hour will be spent making a rhythm instrument, and the second half-hour will be spent using that instrument in a fun music class!

The music in this class with be from the hip 'n happenin' phenomenon known as Music for Aardvarks & Other Mammals!

Come, join, create, groove, enjoy the magic of Springtime!

New Location for HARMONIZE in Cranford!

2011-03-04T11:57:00.000-08:00

BIG NEWS!

HARMONIZE: Rock, Play, Groove will be venturing out, embracing a platform that has been offered by other Music for Aardvarks licensees for years.

We are offering a new way to enjoy music with your children, and we are calling it "Play Date Jam" and "Family Jam!"

Jams will be held at a great location in Cranford: Little Scoops on North Avenue. This ice cream parlor, franchised by Susan Chin, has a great party room where she offers lots of classes and activities. We're so happy to have been asked to bring M U S I C to the Little Scoops line-up! Yay!

This party room is so much fun! It's bright and kid-friendly, and there is even a disco ball on the ceiling! Our first jam was such a success (more than 40 families) that we just had to climb back on board the Union County bandwagon with Little Scoops! We're so freakin' excited!

Please note: these jams will feature all genres of music - rock, blues, reggae, ska, jazz, pop, etc., including world music from around the globe. These play date jams will NOT feature Music for Aardvarks & Other Mammals.

HARMONIZE: Rock, Play, Groove is licensed for Music for Aardvarks & Other Mammals in Montclair - just a short trip on the Parkway from Cranford! In the past, we've had folks travel to Montclair from all over Union & Morris counties for our MfA classes; so, if it's MfA you want, we can certainly deliver!

Whether in Montclair for MfA or in Cranford for Jams, HARMONIZE inspires kids and their grown-ups to rock, play, and groove! :) Woo hoo!

Thank You Note from a 2-year-old's Birthday Party ~

2011-02-06T05:43:00.000-08:00

Hi, Alisa –

I just wanted to thank you so much for performing such a wonderful party, for all of the thought that you put into it, and for incorporating “I Like to Move It” at the last minute! Everyone really enjoyed the party and were so impressed with what you did!

Thanks again to you and Rick, and have a wonderful day!

-SG

"One Magic Kiss" providing a soundtrack to one family's life ~

2011-01-30T11:25:00.001-08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RogItD8LBA8

Cassie dancing to "Move Your Feet"

2011-01-28T13:39:00.000-08:00

How sweet is this?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxZZvimbg1Q

New site is LIVE!

2011-01-27T04:45:00.000-08:00

Ok, music fans - the HARMONIZE:Rock, Play, Groove site has gotten an amazing make-over! Please drop by and take a look. We are SO proud of it!

www.HarmonizeNJ.com

www.RockPlayGroove.com

Please, please comment on what you like (or don't like) so we can get your perspectives on it. Always seeking ways to serve you better. :)

Much love -

TESTIMONIAL - Kristen Kemp, BaristaKids

2011-01-26T17:08:00.000-08:00

When I take my toddler son to Music for Aardvarks in Montclair, I feel like a hip and cool local momma.

There is no Barney there. They don’t do patty-cakes. Instead, there are real instruments, a real person playing them, and there is even a super-talented singer at every class, often owner Alisa Harmon.

I’m thrilled that I can drop into Music for Aardvarks classes.

-KK

Interview by Kristen Kemp (MontclairKids, now BaristaKids)

2011-01-26T17:03:00.000-08:00

INTERVIEW with Alisa Harmon, Director of HARMONIZE

by Kristen Kemp

I’m cramming to get my baby boy into more activities this winter. He can get a spot in Music for Aardvarks, my personal favorite. Even better–he loves it.

We have a blast listening to owner Alisa Harmon and her talented staff sing cool baby songs and play live instruments. It sure beats Barney.

Alisa recently gave an interview to MontclairKids about her local franchise.

Kristen: Why did you start Music for Aardvarks?
Alisa Harmon: I had been teaching for a different national music program in Brooklyn, and I was SO bored with the music, but not with teaching. Since David Weinstone (founder of MfA) and I were friends, I wanted to “spread the love” and be the first center director to bring Aardvarks to Jersey when I moved to Montclair.

K: What’s so special about MfA?
A: Aardvarks music is original, unexpected and fun! A lot of children's music drives parents crazy–with songs from the 1700 and 1800s–but Aardvarks is just good music, so everyone likes it. All of our songs are written locally by David Weinstone, founder of MfA. If someone requests one of my songs, I’ll sing that. Also, I have real instruments–not just toy store versions of instruments–because I believe that the children are making real music with them. Quality products breed a quality experience.

K: What is the best part of a session for you? For the kids?
A: The best part happens a thousand different ways, at a thousand different times. When a child’s eyes light up, and he or she connects with the teacher, the parent, or another child. It is pure magic when that happens. I live for it!

Classes cost $210 for a 9-week session, and you can add a sibling for just $79. Go to Music for Aardvarks to sign up, or just email Alisa directly.

We’re going on Thursdays. Just look for the very fat, very excited 16-month-old boy who’s jumping around, singing and clapping his hands.

We're Opening Another Montclair Location!

2011-01-24T07:59:00.000-08:00

BIG NEWS!!!!!!

Harmonize & StudioKidsArt are teaming up! We have formed an alliance to offer music classes on Glenridge Avenue in Montclair! Monday mornings will never be the same!

And, we have a NEW Music for Aardvarks CD - the first in 8 years - coming out in March.
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Contact Suzanne O'Connor at MonaLisa@StudioKidsArt.com or Alisa Harmon at Alisa@RockPlayGroove.com for more information!

Lyrics for Songs on CD #6 - Winter 2011

2011-01-22T07:12:00.000-08:00

WHAT'S IN THE BAG?
Hey Dad, what’s in the bag?

What’s in the bag for me?

Whaddaya mean shaving cream?

That’s no fun for me!

Whaddaya mean coffee beans?

That’s no fun for me!

MIAMI GRAMMY

I love my Grammy

She lives in Miami

With her boyfriend

His name is Sammy

We’ll go swimming at the beaches,

Pick some lemons and some peaches

And dance around the living room.

I’m flying thru the clouds on a big airplane

I’m gonna be with my Grammy soon

I’ll get a brand new Barbie doll,

See a movie at the mall

And have a back yard barbecue.

I’m flying thru the clouds on a big airplane

I’m gonna be with my Grammy soon

MY CAT

I was sitting on the floor when my cat strolled in

She had a funny kind of look

And a strange kind of grin!

I said, “Hey cat! How’s the weather?”

And my cat said “Phh!”

And out popped a feather

I said, “That’s pretty clever; can you do that again?”

And my cat said “Phh!” and out popped ten!

JACKHAMMER JOE

Jackhammer Joe and Big Belly Pete

Are digging a hole down in the street

They're fixing the pipes

That lay underground

So cover your ears - that jackhammer’s loud!

They’re fixing the cables

That run underground

So cover your ears that jackhammer’s loud!

OMI AND CLAIRE

Omi and Claire an inseparable pair

Were having their tea with lady-like airs

When Omi said “Claire, you have four cookies;

I’ve only three, and that’s not fair!”

They argued they stomped on the ground

They banged on the table

The cookies fell down

The dog ate them up

And Omi and Claire did agree

Now that’s funny

Omi and Claire an inseparable pair

Were having their tea with lady-like airs

When Omi said, “Claire, may I pour you more tea?”

And she said, “Thank you, please.”

SUBWAY

Bing bong, the doors open on the train

Bing bong, all the people pile in

Bing bong, and the doors shut tight

And we’re rolling down the track

Rolling down the track

Bing bong, now here’s our stop

Bing bong, all the doors open up

Bing bong, I say bye-bye train

‘Cause it’s rolling down the track

Rolling down the track

Bing bong, clickety clickety clack

We’re rolling down the track

I'M A SNAKE

I’m a snake if you ask

I slither and slide through the tall, tall grass

I’m a bird don’t you know

I flap my wings and up I go

I’m a dolphin that’s me

I jump and dive in the deep blue sea

BAGEL

I’m big and round, got a hole in the middle

I’m lumpy and bumpy and they call me pumpernickel

I’m good in the morning, I’m good at night

A little bit of butter and I taste just right

Come on, gobble me up, gobble me up

gobble, gobble, gobble me up

Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yum, yum, yummy

That bagel sure tastes good in my tummy

A little bit of butter and jelly too

Who wants bagels? Hey, I do!

Come on, gobble me up, gobble me up

gobble, gobble, gobble me up

BLANKET OF SNOW

When I awoke one winter’s day

The weather was cold and the sky was gray

I zipped up my coat and went out to play

The snow was tumbling down

And it came down, down, down, down

A blanket of snow on the ground

I dreamed the snow had melted away

The sun was as hot as a summer’s day

I zipped up my coat and went out to play

And the snow was tumbling down

LITTLE BUNNY

I'm a little bunny I can wiggle my ears

I'm a little bunny, I can wiggle my nose

I'm a little bunny, I can wiggle my tail

And here's a little story

About the night I spent in jail

Well, I was hoppin' around

I was hoppin' and I hopped right into town

I was hoppin' when I hopped the train

I was still hoppin' when the police came.

I wiggled my ears and I wiggled my tail

They said, “That's cute bunny,

Now hop right on into jail!”

I'm a little bunny I can wiggle my ears

I'm a little bunny, I can wiggle my nose

I'm a little bunny, I can wiggle my tail

And that's my little story

About the night I spent in jail

MOVE YOUR FEET

Can you move your feet to the crazy beat?

Can you wiggle your hips?

Let your backbone slip?

Can you wave up high into the sky?

Get up, get down

Can you give a little jump and do a little bump?

Can you spin like a top, now just don't stop?

Can you shake it all around to the crazy sound?

Get up, get down

WHERE I WANT TO BE

Little one where have you gone?

Off to somewhere I can hardly dream of

Sound asleep on mountain peaks

That kiss the clouds

Is where I want to be, Love

Through your eyes

I see the world’s warm embrace... embrace

Little one where have you gone

Off to somewhere I can hardly dream of

Silver seas that splash the knees

Of laughing children

Is where I want to be, Love

Through your eyes

I see the world’s warm embrace... embrace

SECRET PLACE

Sunlight dances through the leaves

That slip away and float to me

The world that only I can see

In my secret place

The wind that whispers in my ears

A song so beautiful and clear

The world that only I can hear

In my secret place

No one knows where it may be

No one knows except for me

Music for Aardvarks, CD #6

Music & Lyrics by David Weinstone

We're Changing Our Name & Our Look, But NOT our Mission

2011-01-18T11:40:00.001-08:00

Big news from Harmonize! We are changing our name and adding a tag line to better convey what we offer to the younger set in Montclair, New Jersey.

We are now:

HARMONIZE: Rock, Play, Groove
Rockin' & Groovin' for Little Kids

You can still reach us at www.HarmonizeNJ.com.
You may also reach us at www.RockPlayGroove.com

Our phone number remains the same, 973-655-0103.

Our updated site will be live soon, with tweaked graphics, colors, and some cute new cartoon characters.

Stay tuned!

Follow us on Twitter!

2010-10-19T13:40:00.000-07:00

Whatever that means - ha ha. Yeah, we're joining even more of the fray. HARMONIZENJ is now on Twitter! Join us!

Tweet, tweet.

Alisa

Follow Us!!

2010-10-09T22:54:00.000-07:00

HARMONIZE is listed on Montclair Patch, Verona/Cedar Grove Patch, and West Orange Patch. Follow us! You may also become a fan on FaceBook. Twitter coming soon - maybe. Woo hoo!

Street Fair

2010-09-26T04:42:00.000-07:00

HARMONIZE will be at the street fair today on Willow Street. The fair is hosted by Jeanette at Aunt Jean's Toys & Treats. A portion of the proceeds from the fair will go to relief agencies in Haiti.

Please come by and say hello! I'll have CDs for sale, and I'm giving some special discounts on classes.

Happy Autumn!

A typical Music for Aardvarks class presented by HARMONIZE

2010-09-24T10:27:00.000-07:00

Hello Song The Hello Song, in addition to providing a definite beginning to class, also provides continuity. Each child knows that the song will be sung at the beginning of each class and that he/she will be sung to individually. Eye contact is always attempted and often made. Each child is encouraged to feel a part of the group. Further,because it is sung at every meeting, the children learn all of the words, and most are able to sing along.

Gathering Song This song is important to gain the class's focus. As a familiar “sit and sing” song to gather the families, it is usually one with hand motions. A sense of community is fostered and the energy level is set. Examples: Taxi, Head to Toe, I’m a Thumb, What’s in the Bag?

New Song Depending on the timing during the session, this song will introduce something new (or somewhat unfamiliar,) or reinforce a new-ish song to the group. This song may be a chant (see below), an “Old Faithful,” or a song that was previously sung in the rhythm section (see below.)

Large Movement Song This segment of the lesson plan is selected to “get their wiggles out” and have some fun. We dance/march/slide/walk around the room in time with the music, sometimes using a prop such as a scarf. There may be some simple choreography. We wave our arms over our heads, we jump up, we crouch down, we generally act silly – in a “big” way. Examples: Runaround Kid, Ready to Go, Move Your Feet, Big Boom Whacker

Shaker Song Shaker songs provide the children their first opportunity to play a rhythm instrument and to keep a beat. We have many different types of shakers, some are loud and others are soft. The tempo and beat of the song, together with its message, determine the type of shaker used. Examples: Bagel, Miami Grammy, Caboose, Bellybutton Song

Theme Songs In the beginning of the session, these are songs from the current session’s CD. There are usually two or three of these. Later in the session, these songs could be similar to the gathering song, as noted above. Examples: Splashin’ in the Tub, Brush Teeth, Take Me to the Park, I Love You, I’m a Thumb

Rhythm Song This is usually a stick song. On some CDs, these are floor-slapping songs. Or, we may also use the jingle bells or the egghead shakers during this segment. Examples: Jackhammer Joe, Been There/Done That, Spaceman, I Crack Me Up

Chant/Fingerplay A chant is not done every class, but often. A chant teaches that the voice is the most varied instrument of all. With it we can be melodic, or rhythmic, or both. Chants teach meter and rhyme, and they usually have a hand movement for small motor development. They enhance the memory, because they are short, clever rhymes that are repeated over and over. Mostly they are silly and bring a smile to most faces. Examples: I’m a Snake, My Cat, Tough Day, Pancake, Funny Hair

Dance The dance number is a second large movement segment. The goal here is to interact with each child individually at first, and then “get out of the way” and let the adults interact with their children while enjoying the music. This song is usually one that the adults enjoy as well, so the energy in the room is often upbeat and joyful. Classic tunes work best, but occasionally an unfamiliar tune will be used. This song is the chance for the families to “make the class their own” by bringing in their favorites. There are often surprises here! Three minutes works best.

Jam Session A myriad of concepts are at work during the jam session -- some interpersonal and/or group dynamic, some musical. Taking turns, trying something new, “you can’t always get what you want,” putting things away, etc. are group dynamic concepts that are often reinforced during this segment. Musically, this song has a good, strong beat, is usually a favorite of the adults, and generally spreads smiles throughout the room. At three to four minutes, the longest of the entire class, this song gives ample opportunity to interact with children and adults alike.

Lullaby After the jam session, it is often necessary to calm everyone down. This song provides a soothing, calming closure to the class. We turn off the lights. The children come to depend on this song as a winding down period. It is a signal that we are about to leave.

Goodbye Song The Goodbye Song is sung every class, just as the Hello Song. It provides the same continuity and dependability, and it is a signal to the children that music time is almost over. Each child is sung to individually, again making eye contact. It promises that “we’ll see you soon” so that they know they will come again next week. The goal is that each class it is a fond farewell, hasta manana.

Press Release from Fred Astaire Dance Studio - TESTIMONIAL

2010-09-07T13:36:00.000-07:00

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Music for Aardvarks Enrolling Now at Fred Astaire

The Fred Astaire Dance Studio of Upper Montclair has teamed together with Harmonize to present MUSIC FOR ARDVARKS (and other Mammals). The class is geared toward children aged 6 months through 5 years and their parents or care-givers, and incorporates a variety of musical activities including singing, dancing, story telling and instrumental jam sessions.

“We were excited about their philosophy, which provides musical experience, self-expression through music and movement with gentle guidance” states Carrie Babcock, owner of the Fred Astaire Studio of Upper Montclair. Babcock attended a class with her 2-year-old daughter Emilia back in January, and opened up her studio to the class. “Our first class brought tears to my eyes,” says Carrie, who grew up with a very active musical theater hobby and was once a professional actress, earning her Equity card in theater and her AFTRA card from TV. “I love that the children learn in ways that are right for them. It’s a lot like the way we teach dancing. And Emi is such a free-spirit, she can dance around, play with others or stay in the circle and sing. I'm so excited there are programs like this for tiny children!”

This semester, classes are every Thursday and Saturday at 10 AM at the Fred Astaire. The sessions start in early September. Call to schedule at 973-655-0103 or Fred Astaire at 973-783-8999. Be sure to mention this article when you call. Musicforaardvarks@comcast.net or uppermontclair@danceastaire.com.

Fred Astaire is located at 604 Valley Road, Upper Montclair, NJ. 973-783-8999

BaristaKids Back-2-School Bash!

2010-09-06T10:01:00.000-07:00

Barista Kids Back to School BashSunday, September 19, 2010 - from 2 pm – 5 pm
Soccer Domain, 14 Depot Square, Montclair, NJ 07042

Our Back to School Bash is really coming together. We're working really hard to make it a great event for families of all ages. There will be bouncy houses, awesome juggler, Jen Slaw, face painting from Faceart by Jan, concerts from Mr. Ray and School of Rock Montclair and lots of local vendors. Here's the list of participants so far:
NJPAC
Woolly Boo
The Sewing Loft
Sports Domain Academy
Montclair Cooperative School
Aunt Jean's Toys & Treats
School of Rock Montclair
Watchung Booksellers
Harmonize featuring Music For Aardvarks & Other Mammals
Stella & Dot
The Goodees
Shaklee
Montclair International Film Festival
MOMentum
Transition Haven
Starseed Yoga
We're still getting more people involved. Want to participate too? Email us here.
We've made it easy to purchase advance tickets. Tickets are $5 in advance and $7 at the door. Babies under 12 months are Free. Click here and order them at Brown Paper Tickets and mark the date on the calendar!
Barista Kids Back to School Bash
Who: All ages.
What: A super fun party to celebrate going back to school. Bouncy houses, live entertainment from Mr. Ray and School of Rock Montclair, fun activities, yummy treats to buy and much more!
Where: Soccer Domain, 14 Depot Square, Montclair, NJ, 07042.
When: Sunday, September 19 from 2 pm - 5 pm.
Cost: $5 in advance / $7 at the door / Babies 12 months and under Free. Order online here.

Now THIS is a "Daddy"

2010-08-26T09:11:00.001-07:00

Dad Catches Foul Ball at Phillies Game Only to Watch Daughter Throw it Back

PHILADELPHIA — A father made a nice grab on a foul ball at a Philadelphia Phillies game Tuesday night, only to watch his toddler daughter toss it back.

Steve Monforto attended the game against the Washington Nationals with his wife Kathleen and two little girls Emily and Cecilia. After Monforto caught the ball in the fifth inning, he gave it to 3-year-old Emily — who tossed it back in the direction of the field.

When she looked at her dad for his reaction, he just hugged her.

“When she first threw it over, I kind of laughed and I was like, 'Oh my gosh, there it goes,'" the Laurel Springs, N.J., father told MyFOXPhilly.com. "But then the look on [Emily's] face was like she might have done something wrong, so I just wanted to let her know that she didn’t do anything wrong."

The entire scene was caught on videotape.

Monforto called his catch "lucky" and said that later in the game, a Phillies representative brought him a new ball to take home.

Today in New York City

2010-08-26T09:09:00.000-07:00

ESSAY ORIGINALLY WRITTEN FEBRUARY 3, 2010

We were hoping for a snow day, but we got a delayed opening instead. The phone rang at 5:20AM, but I was already awake. I always am. The recorded message gave the quasi-good, but not-good-enough, news that there would be a 2 hour delay due to the snow.

Today was the day I had the privilege of chaperoning a trip for Eva's 7th grade "house" of 100 children. Shall I reiterate that? Let me just stop for a moment and let that information sink in: one hundred 12- & 13-year-olds, in the snow, in Manhattan.

I looked forward to it so much, and I am grateful to have been able to go. I had some crazy experiences, however, and the day left me feeling differently than I had anticipated.

We were supposed to go to the South Street Seaport to see the BODIES exhibit; but, we couldn't, because of our delayed arrival into Manhattan. [The bodies are cadavers that have been preserved in polymer. It allows observers to see inside the human body at its wonders, fostering understanding and respect for this most amazing of God's creations.]

The bus dropped us off at Columbus Circle, at the southwest corner of Central Park. We walked through Central Park, in the snow, across town to the east side. Mr. Gill pointed out landmarks and statues along the way. We saw the horse-drawn carriages that await the tourists, and we looked sadly at the Plaza Hotel - how desperately it needs a face-lift! From there, we walked down Fifth Avenue past Bergdorf Goodman, Bvlgari, Sax Fifth Avenue, St. Patrick's cathedral, etc., on the way to Rockefeller Center. We watched the ice skaters for a while and snapped pictures.

[My pants kept (practically) falling off of me, and I had no belt. The only pants that fit me anymore are the ones I wore yesterday, so I was a mess - pants dragging the ground, sloshing in the snow. And, I ruined my favorite boots! Darn it!]

We hit Times Square for lunch and fed 100 hungry teens on barbecued chicken, ribs, french fries, coleslaw, cornbread, and ice cream sandwiches. That was quite an undertaking, but it flowed smoothly. The most notable event that occurred during lunch was the adults around me watching me struggle with cutting the meat from the ribs with a steak knife. (Sloppy, bone-sucking, finger-licking dining and ME? Uh, not so much.)

As I was leaving the Powder Room, an obviously confused, elderly gentleman entered the women's lounge area. I slowly and quietly approached him. (My father has Alzheimer's, so I know a bit about approaching people with dementia.) I put my arm around him to direct him back to the lobby. He was compliant, and walked easily with me. Just as we reached the door, he, um, grabbed, um, well, he grabbed me. I wriggled away and moved his hand, and so he used his other hand to find one of my other girly parts a little higher up. I returned him to his son, who was beyond embarrassed. I briefly explained that I understood, because of my own father's illness, and the son apologized profusely. He also told me I was "stunning" - haven't been called that for a while - and asked for my number, but that's a different story. ha ha (WAIT? Do you think the dad was his "wing man?" ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Of course, I'm joking.)

We then walked over to the Imperial Theatre to see the 2 pm matinee of the Broadway show, "Billy Elliot." (Yes, that's the correct spelling - I know, right? Threw me off a bit, too.)

It is the story of a boy who wants to be a dancer, yet his father wants him to be a boxer. His mother is dead, but she "visits" him periodically to encourage him, and to help him to "be himself."

Billy Elliot shares an old letter with his dance instructor that his mother wrote to him before she died. After the reading, the dance teacher responds with, "...she must have been a special woman." Billy replies, "...no, she was just me mum."

I don't think I've been hit quite so powerfully with a line from a show. "She was just me mum." I have thought about that since, and I've decided that, of all things, I want to be remembered as a "mum."

Of course, I want (and have) a satisfying career; I run my own business as well; I have opportunities to express my talents as I perform at various venues. My songs have been played on the radio. I write, and I've been published. I absolutely desire the warmth and joy that the love of a devoted man can bring. I want friends, I want close relationships with my family. I want good books, fine music, and gourmet dinners. I want all of these things. But, if I had to choose one, just ONE selfish, earthly thing that I wanted out of life on this telestial planet, it would be this: to be honored by my children as a good mother.

I want them to love themselves, and be kind to themselves. I want them to be comfortable to speak up, loud and proud, at injustices heaped upon them or upon others. I want them to be equally as comfortable being meek and tender as they are being bold. I pray that they will accept their failures and successes as an essential part of life, and move on, leaving the past in the past.

I want them to view me as a fallible, imperfect, human woman who has issues; a woman who succeeds and fails; a woman who laughs and cries; a woman who loves so passionately that it's sometimes too much; but, also, a woman who shines as an example to them of goodness, justice, and mercy.

I hope I teach them how to offer others empathy and understanding. I hope I have shown them how to stand by a loved one while she grieves. I strive to teach them, by example, to demand respect for themselves and others; and, conversely, how to properly and thoroughly take responsibility for their own actions when they are wrong. I have harped on them about "proper" apologies since they were little, because I think there are few social skills more important than the healing power of a proper apology.

I want them to know I loved them even before they were conceived. I want them to feel my absolutely UNCONDITIONAL love for them. I want them to feel handsome/beautiful, because they have been taught to appreciate themselves as they are, regardless of what others might think. I want them to know that they are smart, capable people with good ideas and unique, powerful insights.

In short, I want to be a perfect mother.

Guess what? I'm not. I'm SO not. All I can do about my parenting failures is own them, apologize for them, and do WHATEVER IT TAKES FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES to correct them. I can only practice what I preach and pray that the grace of God will make up for wherever I have failed.

Billy Elliot and his mother share three scenes in this Broadway show. The last time she appears, he knows it is the last time. He tells her goodbye, and she knows her "work is done" with him. How she longs to be able to hold him, but she can't. She just wants to be able to touch her baby - that's all she wants! The audience wants her to be able to leave her realm and be "on earth" for just a moment, so she can hug her boy one more time. It is heart rending.

So, what does this mean to me?

I've decided that I want to leave a legacy. I, too, will die one day; and, when I do, I hope I won't care if folks thought I was a good singer, a gifted teacher, a great cook, or a beautiful woman. I hope I strive each day to be a wonderful mother.

Life has shown me that a husband comes, a husband goes, that the love of a new man may or may not be on the horizon; but, my babies are FOREVER.

Please, dear God, please, give me everything I need. Please close the gap on things I lack. Please let me be part of the SOLUTION, not the PROBLEM. Please help me to live worthy enough that, when I do pass away, we will have such a special bond between each of us that they will WANT to honor my memory. Maybe one of them will say, "she was just me mum."

I believe that's what I learned today in New York City.

Modeling: Children Learn What They Live

2010-08-25T17:33:00.000-07:00

In the early part of the summer, I was a guest at a convention in the Gulf. Amid the tar balls on the beach and the oil in the water, I learned something that I've thought about many times since. A speaker related how we attract people who are mirrors of ourselves. Using his viewpoint to encourage the class participants to evaluate the people with whom they associate, he taught that "the importance of associating with good people is paramount to success." He said (and please pardon the crass word choice) "...if you look around and all of your friends suck, maybe YOU suck. Do something about it!"

We are never too old to be influenced by negativity to which we are exposed; neither are we ever too old to embrace innocence and purity in all of its forms.

I was immediately reminded of this timeless prose ~

If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.
If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.
If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and others.
If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.
-Dorothy Law Nolte, PhD

As a mother and a teacher, I've learned that our children become US. Just like the "modeling" I do in music class with my students, what I "model" for my own children in life is what they will become.

If children end up in trouble, the Universe must ask the question: "What did they witness all of their lives?"

It is imperative to be a good example to children, for children, and with children. Everyone wins when we can all "walk in the light" together. Everyone loses when we can't.

Joining the Fray

2010-08-25T15:20:00.000-07:00

A blog. Wow. I've been writing for years - essays, poetry, articles, songs; but, I have not, until now, written a blog. It's not a big deal - millions of people blog - so I don't think it makes me special or anything. It just makes me join the Digital Age, albeit being dragged, kicking and screaming.

My purpose in writing HARMONIZE is to share my joy. I have two jobs: the best job in the world, and the second best job in the world. First, and foremost, I am a mommy. I consider it an honor and a privilege, and I believe that it is the most critically important job on the face of the earth. Second, I am a teacher of young children. Pure, innocent, sweet, lively, uninhibited, blatantly honest little kids. I am blessed to serve both typically-developing children and children with special needs.

Of course, typically-developing children and special needs children are more alike than they are different. And, because children develop at vastly different rates, the 5 wonderful years I am allowed into their lives is pure magic to me, regardless of the way each makes his or her way along the path.

As if that wasn't enough for which to be grateful, I am blessed to have added music to the mix. Music is my second great love in life. To be able to teach, share, and learn from little children, using music as the vehicle, is my every professional dream come true. Remember the old Steve Martin schtick: "...I get paid for doin' this...?" I know what he meant.

I'll be posting some general thoughts about what I do, and I'll share the personal journey that brings me to this point. I plan to include some useful information about music, children, performing, and parenting. Last, and I DO hope least, I'll weave what my business has to offer into the tapestry of this endeavor.

I promise to be honest and vulnerable; I promise to protect the innocent; I promise to share my joy. My hope is that I learn through the catharsis of writing, my readers will learn from the fruits of my labors, and we'll both be edified together.

Come along for the ride!